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　　 Cen Mixuan is not used to the eyes. After listening to Yue Fuya's self-report of the sect, he was determined to kill the people of Hengyang Sect. He raised his chin and said: "I will let you three moves."

　　 If her opponent is Gongye Jianwu, she will only bow her hand politely and will not take it seriously.

　　 But the opposite is Yue Fuya, he just nodded: "Thank you, Senior Sister."

　　 No nonsense, he unsheathed his sword and attacked Cen Mixuan.

　　 Cen Mixuan looked down on him at first, Yue Fuya has only started for 40 years, and I heard that there are still 20 years in retreat, so I don’t have much experience in battle. Even if he was told by his senior brother to have a good aptitude, Cen Mixuan did not take it seriously.

　　 But when the opponent's sword cut off a strand of her hair, Cen Mixuan's eyes changed when he looked at the rigid little monk.

　　 The two have the same realm, and Cen Mixuan is a lot stronger in terms of battle experience, but compared to her calm moves, Yue Fuya is far better than her.

　　 Yue Fuya sword is fierce, Jian Guang faintly carries a sharp whistle, without too many tricks, but the speed of the fairy sword flying in the air is very fast, which makes people look dazzling.

　　 Cen Mixuan folded her waist and dodged the sword flying past her waist. She was not injured, but the fast fairy sword cut off the knots of her clothes.

　　 "You!" Cen Mixuan has been held by people, and the seniors admire her for her appearance on weekdays, and let her more. Where have I been aggrieved by being cut off in the crowd.

　　 This time, the opponent didn't look at her in a daze, and the move was very straightforward.

　　 Cen Mixuan hurriedly tied the knots.

　　 Yue Fuya frowned, and he didn't expect such an accident to happen. He didn't do anything, and left Cen Mixuan's time. After she rushed over, Yue Fuya faced off again.

　　 However, Cen Mixuan was already annoyed, and her ultimate move was even sharper. Cen Mixuan raised her hand, grabbed a red whip in the air, and drew it towards the moon.

　　 Yue Fu Ya opened his arms and swept away, but the whip seemed to have eyes, growing several inches in length, worthy of hitting the shoulder of Zhong Yue Fu Ya.

　　 Someone was surprised and said: "Is that a fairy?"

　　 "Cen Mixuan is the daughter of the head of the Scarlet Heaven Sect. It is not unusual to have any treasures on her body."

　　 "It's a pity that her opponent, that sword is at best a high-grade spiritual weapon."

　　 "Isn't it? He dares to pick up Cen Mixuan's whip with a sword, and the sword will shatter."

　　 Everyone knows that the ancient artifacts in the world are the most powerful, but nowadays, the artifacts are broken and fallen, followed by the fairy artifacts, and then most people use the spiritual artifacts.

　　 There is a level difference between the magical instruments, just like the difference between monks in two realms.

　　 Yue Fuya also understands this. He dodges the sharp edge of the whip and recalls his sword, but he dare not fight with Cen Mixuan with the sword, fearing that his sword will be destroyed.

　　 Cen Mixuan bends her lips.

　　 Yue Fuya received the saber, and instead of the panic she imagined, she concentrated on fighting the law. Although most of the Hengyang Sect is a sword repairer, all of them have spiritual roots. Yue helped Ya raise his hand and pinched a fight. A vine rises from the ground in the air to tie Cen Mixuan's waist.

　　 "It turned out to be Mu Linggen." Cen Mixuan raised her eyebrows, her fighting spirit and anger even more intense.

　　 She is the root of water spirit, and the water blade cuts the vines, cooperates with the whip, and attacked towards Yuefuya.

　　 The two of you come and I have a wonderful fighting method, and the two of them are extraordinary. One is a disciple of the head of the Hengyang Sect, and the other is the daughter of the head of the Chixiao Sect. There are many disciples gathered below to watch them compete.

　　 Cen Mixuan realized that even if she took out the fairy weapon, she couldn't defeat Yue Fuya in a short time. She shook her eyes and crushed the amulet between her neck.

　　 The amulet shattered on the outside, and a golden magic circle immediately appeared inside, trapping the Yuefu Cliff on the other side.

　　 "Look at how you hide this time!" As he said, Cen Mixuan drew a whip.

　　 That amulet was cast by the head of the Chixiao Sect to protect her. Her father's realm has reached the late stage of the Tribulation, and she is one of the great powers of the immortal world today.

　　 Yue Fuya was just a disciple of the Golden Core Stage, trapped in the golden magic circle, and was given a whip by Cen Mixuan.

　　 But Cen Mixuan did not hurt him, but tore the clothes on his shoulders.

　　 The crowd whispered.

　　 Even the elders of various denominations frowned.

　　 "Is this... is it a violation of Master Cen's nephew?"

　　 In the past, no one had done this in the competition. The body protection circle is a good thing. But there is also no explicit stipulation that this cannot be done.

　　 Cen Mixuan’s father is not low in status, and most people in the cultivation world have to let her take the lead. Cen Mixuan was so willing to crush the only bodyguard circle to humiliate Yuefuya, which shows that this woman is extremely vengeful.

　　 Here is still hesitating, the white coat of Yuefuya in the circle has been pulled to pieces, revealing the boy's well-structured chest.

　　 The elder of Hengyang Sect had a solemn expression, winked at Yue Fuya, and signaled that if he couldn't hold it, he offered to admit defeat.

　　 This situation cannot announce the end of the game. After all, neither side of the competition was beaten out of the stage, and Cen Mixuan did not cause serious injury to Yue Fuya. But Yue Fuya could offer to admit defeat, so that Cen Mixuan could no longer attack him.

　　The young man in the circle pressed his lips tightly, dodge the whip with difficulty and stubbornness, and never spoke.

　　 shook the light and said angrily: "This is too much, or give it a good time, how can it be so humiliating!"

　　 Susu frowned, she naturally understood why Fuya would rather suffer humiliation than admit defeat.

　　 Because he said, I want to win the Requiem for myself.

　　 Cen Mixuan smiled coldly, trying to pull Yue Fuya to his knees. The blood-red whip pierced through the air and drew towards the knees of the young man in the circle. Seeing that the young man could not escape, the next moment someone flew up lightly.

　　 The whip was held by Su Su, and Su Su's wrist turned, and a faint flame was burning on the whip.

　　 The flame followed the tip of the whip, all the way to Cen Mixuan's palm, Cen Mixuan's hand hurt, threw away the whip, and stared at the person coming.

　　 The white-clothed girl turned around and said to the young man behind her: "Fuya, it's okay, don't be aggressive."

　　 Her tone was very caring, which suddenly reminded Yue Fuya of the girl who walked with him in the mountains and forests.

　　 The girl was also helpless back then, child, how can she be so clean?

　　 Yue Fuya stared at her blankly. Under Cen Mixuan's offensive, he still remained calm and stubborn, but at this moment he was suddenly embarrassed.

　　 He doesn't even know where this feeling comes from.

　　 Cen Mixuan was about to complain for herself, when Yue Fuya suddenly said: "I admit defeat."

　　Since Su Sufei entered the competition venue, the field was so quiet that needles fell.

　　 Cen Mixuan gritted his teeth angrily: "Who are you! How dare you interrupt the competition!"

　　 whispered below, but saw the top Qu Xuanzi smile and say, "Su Su, come."

　　As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Su Su in surprise.

　　 turned out to be the daughter of Qu Xuan Zi Ai Ruo Treasure.

　　 It is said that she was born as a natural spirit body, even if she lay down and sleeps, her body can spontaneously absorb the aura of heaven and earth. The head of Li guarded her extremely well. She was noble and young, but her seniority was extremely high.

　　 went to Penglai to study when he was a child, and even understood the Qinghong Sword Art early. The upper and lower Hengyang Sect regarded her as a treasure and loved her, but this fairy has not heard from her all these years.

　　衢 Xuanzi said: "Su Su is young and has not participated in the Fairy Gate Competition. I apologize for Su Su."

　　 As soon as he spoke, let alone the disciples, even the elders of various factions quickly clasped their fists and said that it would not be a problem.

　　 Susula took Fuya and sat down beside Qu Xuanzi.

　　 Many people looked at her curiously, the same door on the side, the eyes looking at Su Su were very close, and they gave Su Su a glance of approval.

　　 Su Su laughed and blinked at them.

　　 Knowing that this person is the daughter of Qu Xuanzi, Cen Mixuan bit her lip.

　　 She intended to behave in front of Qu Xuanzi, but Yue Fuya's accident made her unable to control her temper. Qu Xuanzi loved her daughter so much, even Su Su interrupted the game, and Qu Xuanzi opened one eye, Cen Mixuan was very dissatisfied.

　　媵Zhuang approached the ground worriedly and called her in a low voice: "Junior Sister."

　　 He knew that Junior Sister had done too much in this matter. Yue Fuya obviously didn't mean it, but Junior Sister could humiliate Yue Fuya by breaking Yue Fuya's pride.

　　 Cen Mixuan knew that it couldn't happen at this time. She came as a guest and naturally couldn't come forward and fight with someone else's palm pearl. She was unwilling to be dragged away by Yu Zhuang, and turned her head back and stared at Su Su and Yue Fuya coldly.

　　 Susu naturally didn't care, and Yuefuya was also quite absent-minded.

　　 The home court is going on here, and the other side is also in full swing.

　　 But compared to Cen Mixuan, the daughter of the Chixiao Sect, and Yue Fuya, the disciple of the Hengyang Sect, the others seemed much deserted than the examination venue.

　　 Therefore, it was not until three days later that everyone knew that there was a young man who was victorious in all battles in the most remote competition venue where few people went to watch.

　　 The black-clothed boy has a beautiful and delicate face and looks very harmless.

The mysterious clothes on his body are embroidered with silver fish patterns. He is the most unpromising "Xiaoyao Sect" who has just received this year's introductory disciple. The Xiaoyao Sect is lazy and Buddha. In case of trouble, the four-character "forget it" is solved, per capita. The repair is low. It is also true that few people will go to see the juvenile competition.

　　 However, he was such a person. On the first day, he won nine games in a row. Today, he defeated the big disciple of the Chixiao Sect in three moves.

　　 He made five fingers into claws and clasped the disciple's neck. At the time, everyone felt that his cold eyes seemed to kill the opponent.

　　 But the next moment, he humbly helped him up in a panic, and apologized in a cramped and embarrassing manner.

　　 Susu interrupted the game on the first day to save Fuya, and for the next two days sat next to Qu Xuanzi, not wanting to cause him trouble.

　　 Hearing about the "Disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect", her heart jumped inexplicably.

Shaking back today, he sighed: "That person is really powerful, and I can't beat the big disciple of Chixiao Sect in a few strokes. I see his moves, I think it is very vicious, it may be an illusion caused by different methods. After all, that Male disciple, he is much more polite and gentle than Cen Mixuan."

　　 "What does he look like?" Su Su asked.

　　 shook light and smiled and said, "Anyway, there is no good-looking person."

　　 Susu: "……"

　　 About looks, she shouldn't ask Yaoguang. Shaking his eyes, Gongye is the best in the world.

　　 Su Su said, maybe she is too sensitive.

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　　 The person who brought his disciples to the test was called Zanghai. Zanghai grew fat, was humble, and smiled like Maitreya Buddha.

　　He is a big disciple under the seat of Zhaoyou Xianjun. He has a mediocre cultivation level. It has been hundreds of years before he broke through from the Jindan stage to the mid-primary stage.

　　 Last Hundred Years Zanghai also participated in the competition, and was kicked by someone grunting before the second round.

　　 This time the master asked him to bring a new junior younger brother, Zanghai naturally did not expect much from the younger brother.

　　 Xiaoyao faction, you know, you don’t care about winning or losing.

　　Zanghai first guarded Junior Brother Xuanyi to compete. After thinking about it, he murmured: "It's better to take advantage of this time to drink. When you wake up, Junior Brother will be eliminated. I will just rush back to Xiaoyao Sect."

　　 I fell asleep as soon as I drank it.

　　 When he was sober again, the young man Xuanyi pushed him: "Brother, Brother Zanghai."

　　 Zanghai opened his blurred eyes and saw the boy's face. He burped a drink and patted the shoulder of the visitor: "Little brother, have you finished the test?"

　　 "Brother, it's over long ago."

　　 "It's over? Let's go back." Zanghai cheerfully comforted, "You are just getting started. It's an eye-opener to participate in the Grand Competition. Our Xiaoyao Sect will not fight with laymen like them."

　　 Brother Xuan Yi smiled shyly: "Brother said yes."

　　 Zanghai hung the wine gourd around his waist: "Go, go back to the sect."

　　 The disciple Xuanyi didn't move, and seemed to be embarrassed: "Brother, I'm promoted."

　　 Hidden Sea: "……"

I thought that Junior Brother was joking, but when Zanghai was dizzy and walking towards the wing, a group of people surrounded him to inquire: "What is the background of your new entry disciple of Xiaoyao Sect? The chief disciple of Chixiao Sect is under his hand. I haven't gone through three tricks."

　　 Feel the forehead in the sea, no! Is not it!

　　What's the situation, is he listening to any horror stories?

　　 After the junior brother started, he obviously didn't care about anything, he didn't fight or grabbed it, and looked pitifully thin. This time the Requiem Lantern, although it is an immortal weapon, for most people, it has no effect.

　　 How did the younger brother be crazy like a dog? He defeated people in three ways!

　　 As soon as he turned his head, the boy was gone, and he didn't know where he went.

　　 The origins of the younger brother, I am afraid that only the master knows.

Xiaoyao sent all the staff to be lazy, but a little good, with a simple and kind heart. The master did not know where he picked up a blood man from where he was picked up two years ago. His body was full of bitten marks. In some places, he was even bones. Miserable.

　　Zhaoyou Xianjun cured him, and he slowly grew flesh. Later, when he tested his spiritual root, he turned out to be a thunder-type sky spiritual root.

　　 Zhaoyou Xianjun was overjoyed this time, and he quickly put the family under his family and taught him carefully.

　　 Junior Brother is well-behaved and sensible, and all the teachers have a special affection for him. Zhao You Xianjun was afraid that the younger Junior Brother would think that abandoning the sect would be an A Dou who could not be supported. He didn't expect people to know that he would not mind in the future, so he would stay in Xiaoyao Sect.

　　 But in detail, where did the younger brother come from, and what kind of past it was, Zanghai asked three questions.

　　 Three strokes to defeat the big disciple of the Scarlet Heaven Sect, are you really kidding him?

　　 The Tibetan Sea trembled. For the first time, I felt that Junior Brother was a bit scary.

　　 is not it! The younger brother has only cultivated for two years, and the master only asked him to bring the novice younger brother to open his eyes!

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